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And I don't really like typing Babe just FaceTime me And I ain't talking about no iPhone Baby I got time for somebody (somebody) And I don't really like them brothers in your contacts Baby I wanna make contact, I beg you tell me how you got your bum fat Face faceTime me, girl I'm trynna get turnt up FaceTime me, and leave them niggas on whatsapp FaceTime me, we can't just be friends So are you gonna FaceTime me or wah? A lot of niggas bugging but she really find me cool I had a crush for ages, I've known this girl from school The way that back move, make any brother turn fool But you know I'm Lotto Lucci so I gotta play it cool So when it's late night, hit me on the FaceTime I don't wanna voicecall, Imma hit the decline Patting up your camera let me see you whine your waistline Even if your no-makeup with your head tied First you're in the shower lemme see you in the lingerie And you know that I've been waiting for you all day Show me cake, show me cake like it's my birthday And off the dirt imma probably swing your way Started with an ickie, then we got busy After hour face concerning it's turning sticky It's lotto lucas but she call lotto lucci And she don't rate them other man because they move booqie And I don't really like typing Babe just FaceTime me And I ain't talking about no iPhone Baby I got time for somebody (somebody) And I don't really like them brothers in your contacts Baby I wanna make contact, I beg you tell me how you got your bum fat Face faceTime me, girl I'm trynna get turnt up FaceTime me, and leave them niggas on whatsapp FaceTime me, we can't just be friends So are you gonna FaceTime me or wah? We can't deal with no paigon friend I love the way that Mercedes bends And I've been kinda weak for a while Baby I been working, missing sleep for a while And she say one shot, two then three, baby need some for me And the henny in your system make your knees go weak I need come for me, company I see her in the ends, but her body's from the west indies, yeah, yeah And all them other niggas in a Hurry but she already left with me, yeah Oh my, hiding when she sober, drink up, Have a drink and you can come over, Know I take my time when I controlla, tell me when you're coming over And I don't really like typing Babe just FaceTime me And I ain't talking about no iPhone Baby I got time for somebody (somebody) And I don't really like them brothers in your contacts Baby I wanna make contact, I beg you tell me how you got your bum fat Face faceTime me, girl I'm trynna get turnt up FaceTime me, and leave them niggas on whatsapp FaceTime me, we can't just be friends So are you gonna FaceTime me or wah? Call 07999, cream me nothing when you whine whine whine Call 07999, cream me nothing when you whine whine whine Call 07999, cream me nothing when you whine whine whine Are you, are you So are you gonna FaceTime me or wah

Goldfingers Tell me is it me you like Been up all night Boy, you're doing something right Something right You know you're the one I like Yeah, you're my type Boy, you're doing something right Something right, oh Babe, I'm doing you a favour Please don't lose me, you're my new umbrella (uh) It will shelter you from all the rain (yeah) My money and my paper Don't matter when you're here Ooh, ooh Hold on to you What's important to you? Yeah Hold on to you, yeah These feelings I get when I hold on to you What's important to you? Wanna hold on to you You know that I love it when you say Ooh, Miss Jagger When them other girls try whine and twist My darling, you're still badder And if you really look like this, please tell me who's your mother? Man, I heard you got a sis My darling, you're still badder But you don't realise that they ain't badder than you You, you, you, you, you, you No, they ain't badder than you You, you, you, you, you, you (Miss Jagger) No, they ain't badder than you You, you, you, you, you, you Oh, they ain't badder than you No, they ain't badder than you No, they ain't badder than you They can't go against you Every step you take is like two And I hope all your dreams come true Just have faith and you'll pull through In my mind, in my soul Hold me close, don't let go Feelings grow out of control And I just wanna let you know Ooh, ooh Hold on to you What's important to you? Yeah Hold on to you, yeah These feelings I get when I hold on to you What's important to you? Wanna hold on to you You know that I love it when you say Ooh, Miss Jagger When them other girls try whine and twist My darling, you're still badder And if you really look like this, please tell me who's your mother? Man, I heard you got a sis My darling, you're still badder But you don't realise that they ain't badder than you You, you, you, you, you, you (Miss Jagger) No, they ain't badder than you You, you, you, you, you, you (Miss Jagger) No, they ain't badder than you You, you, you, you, you, you (Miss Jagger) Oh, they ain't badder than you (oh, nah) No, they ain't badder than you (oh, nah) No, they ain't badder than you (oh, nah) One more time forever We can dance the night, me and you Baby you're something else Just slow slow whine, there's nothing to lose Bring my heart to portions But there's still a party for you You're my tiny dancer You know that I love it when you say Ooh, Miss Jagger When them other girls try whine and twist My darling, you're still badder And if you really look like this, please tell me who's your mother? Man, I heard you got a sis My darling, you're still badder (you're still badder) But you don't realise that they ain't badder than you You, you, you, you, you, you (oh) No, they ain't badder than you You, you, you, you, you, you (Miss Jagger) No, they ain't badder than you You, you, you, you, you, you Oh, they ain't badder than you No, they ain't badder than you No, they ain't badder than you Ooh, ooh, ooh AYD, are you dumb, yeah, yeah

Yo seré rich, yo seré rich Te juro que andaré con mis bitches Yo seré rich, yo seré rich Te juro que andaré con mis bitches Yo seré rich, yo seré rich Te juro que andaré con mis bitches Yo seré rich, yo seré rich Te juro que andaré con mis bitches Ando en la city tirando mis rimas me siento como en GTA Ando con mis nigga fumando la verde, siento que nadie nos puede tocar Encapuchau' con cara tapa' pa' que los coops no puedan llegar Nadie nos para somos intocables y no somos "Blah Blah Blah" Tengo 2 bitches Con el culo de peach Me piden un hit Tirando billete Yo tengo el flow y tengo el piquete Ella me grita quiere que la apriete Corriendo la banda, huyendo de la poli Juro que yo si tengo la skill Nos tiran la mala pero no pasa nada Nigga esto es Guayakill Cómo dice Neelo somos mayorcitos Y sacamos la "Pentakill" Siempre adelante mirada pal frente Y, nunca vamos a huir Yo seré rich, yo seré rich Te juro que andaré con mis bitches Yo seré rich, yo seré rich Te juro que andaré con mis bitches Yo seré rich, yo seré rich Te juro que andaré con mis bitches Yo seré rich, yo seré rich Te juro que andaré con mis bitches Yo-yo-yo seré rich, seré millonario A mi familia pa' sacarla del barrio Nadie guerrea, 0 adversarios A todas mis putas voy a darles a diario Baby sicarias, arias Que se pasan él área, área Yo caigo y le llego, eo Cojo un phillie y lo prendo Ey Baby tu me esperas sin babydoll Las nalgas grandes como peine e' tambor Yo seré rich, seré millón gold Hijo de puta no pueden con mi flow Yo seré rich, yo seré rich Hijo de puta andaré con mis bitches Con la pistola aunque me fichen A la mierda la poli Yo tengo los tickets, yeah, yeah A Young Dary no le va a mentir Quiere que le parta el culo cómo parto el beat, ey A mi mamá le pagaré los billing Sabe que yo la paso chilling Yo seré rich, yo seré rich, yo seré rich, yeah Andaré con mis bitches, andaré con mis bitches, andaré con mis bitches, yeah Big toasted Yo soy el rich Hermano mira no voy nublado pero si elevado con con todas mis bitches Colorado buscando del verde en el GPS pa' quemarla todos los findes La lírica y el aprendizaje eso es lo que a nosotros los loco siempre distingue Puro doble cara con supuesto conocimiento eso es lo primero que se extingue Gracias a mi rey y a mis homies 0 Son falsos Mamá decía todo lo haremos con cara en alto Gente creyéndose de lo mejor ni pa' que contarlo Sudando el lomo pa' que la espalda nos estén dando Ven enrola un blunt, no me interesa la razón Algo que me haga perder toa' la noción Bien centrado en cada puta oración Demostrando lo que puedo hacer sin ser bocón Todo esto va pa arriba con todos mis homies Tú te quedarás bien slowly en el lobby Esto es mi adicción es más que un hobbie Una habilidad que moja a tu shawty Prendo uno o prendo dos Esto es de arma y prende para tu hoe Quemar el escenario sin pisarlo Bandoleros desde que somo' chicos Al frente tuyo yo no me achico No me interesa si me saca la glock Con mi gang ando siempre respaldado Porque siempre andamo' alocao' (Yo soy el rich) (Good Vibes Music) (Yo soy el rich) (This is Good Person on the beat) (Yo soy el rich)